Bridget stood in front of Diana not sure whether or not she should hear her out. She was skeptical about her motives.
"Please...I know it's a lot to ask but just trust me." said Diana. "You need to hear what I have to say."
Bridget lifted her hand and rubbed her forehead sighing. "Look I..I can't deal with this right now."
She started to walk away when Diana grabbed her arm. "It has to do with Jason."
Bridget turned and looked at her. "What about Jason?"
"He wants to break up you and Deacon. He came to see me."
"Okay." said Bridget crossing her arms. "I'm listening."
"He's blackmailing me. He wants my help to break you two up. He found a...um..movie..that I was in. He threatened to expose it to everyone if I didn't help him. He told me that he could provide for me and my daughter. Make sure we have everything we need. I didn't agree to it. I called my employer and told him about the movie. I lost my job as the result. And the modeling agency that was going to put me in an ad campaign...they dumped me. I have no source of income right now. I don't know what I'm going to do. I think I can maybe get a job as a waitress at a restaurant of a friend of mine's. So as you can see I have nothing to lose. I had to do the right thing. I had to tell you. I know you think I'm shit. Deacon probably told you about how I hurt him and used him. I was wrong to do that. I was screwed up for a long time. I'm trying to get my life back together. I just want a good life for my daughter. That's all."
"Why should I believe you?"
Diana sighed. "I can't give you a reason. I know that you all think I'm a liar. Maybe I used to be but not about this. I swear to you it's the truth. What you do with it is up to you." Diana turned and walked away.
Bridget stood back watching. She didn't know what to make of what Diana told her. A part of her thought she should believe her. Bridget was not certain she could really trust this woman. She walked to the apartment complex door and then headed up the elevator.
The elevator then came to a stop and Bridget stepped out heading to the apartment. She unlocked the door and walked inside. She went over to the sofa and sat down.
Her mind was spinning. She didn't know what to think. Should she trust Diana or is this just part of Jason's plan? Was he just making Diana gain her trust so that she could get close to her and thus close to Deacon and snatch him away? No one was taking Deacon away from her. She wouldn't allow it. Deacon belonged to her. He was going to be her husband. She was having his baby. They were going to be a family. And Bridget wasn't about to let anyone take that from her.
The buzzer rang and Bridget got up. "Who could that be?" She wondered. She opened to the door to see Felicia standing there. "What are you doing here?"
"I wanted to see you. Can I come in?"
"I guess so." said Bridget holding the door open.
Felicia walked inside and looked around. Nice place. She thought.
"Can I get you anything?" asked Bridget.
"No I'm fine." Felicia said. "Look Bridget...I wanted to say...I'm sorry."
"Sorry?"
"I'm sorry. I hurt you. What I did with Dante. You are right. I did dangle my baby in front of him. I used my son to lure him to me. I was jealous when you started seeing him. And when you lost your baby...Okay I saw it as an opportunity to...I'm sorry sis. I am. I never took into consideration...your feelings. I just wanted to show you up. You were always the good one. The princess. Everyone loves you. I was jealous. It was stupid and childish and wrong. Can you ever forgive me?"
"Forgive you? You want me to forgive you? That's why you came here? You were jealous of ME?
Everyone loves me. That's your excuse. If you don't like who you are...then fix it. Change your ways. Don't take it out on me. You didn't need to stab me in the back and the heart. You didn't care when I lost the baby."
"No I did care. I just...I used it as an excuse. Bridget you are my sister. I'm so sorry that I hurt you like I did. I don't want this. I don't want this hostility between us. I want us to be close."
"I'll think about it." said Bridget. "I just can't deal with this right now okay? Can we talk about this later please. I have too much to deal with."
"What's wrong?"
"Like you care." muttered Bridget as she sat on the sofa.
"I do care. Bridget tell me. I would like to help if I could. Please..give me a chance."
"Fine." Bridget relayed the story to her.
"Oh my God." Felicia said horrified. "I can't believe Jason would be like that."
"Well he is. And I don't know if I should believe this Diana. How do I know she's not working with him? How do I know this is not part of his scheme? I mean sure she claims that she's changed and she doesn't want Deacon...Oh my God! This IS part of his...that bastard!"
"What? Bridget what is it?"
"Jason KNEW that Diana would tell me and Deacon. Jason KNEW that we wouldn't believe her. This is part of the plan to drive a wedge...make it so that I'M the one who refuses to believe her...this causes a rift between me. It makes me look like some jealous...and it comes out that Diana IS telling the truth...Deacon leaves me...goes to her..and then Jason "forgives" me and..That bastard!" Bridget exclaimed. "He's not getting away with this!"
Felicia shook her head. "I can't believe it." She stood up. "How could he be so...I swear to you Bridget I will do whatever I can to help you."
"Thanks." Bridget said with a small smile.
"No problem." Felicia said patting her arm. "I should get going. Call me if you need anything."
"You staying in Vegas?" asked Bridget.
"Just for a few days. Dante and I decided to come early before your wedding. Take some time for ourselves."
"Well...maybe tomorrow...if you're not busy...you and Dante could..I don't know..go out to the club with Deacon and me."
"I'd like that." said Felicia. She smiled as she then left.
Bridget sat back down on the sofa. Well it was a start. Felicia coming to apologize was a good start. Maybe they could make it past this.
A few minutes later the door opened and Bridget smiled as Deacon walked in.
"Hi Sexy." Bridget greeted.
"Why are you saying hi to yourself?" asked Deacon walking over to her.
Bridget giggled. "I was saying hi to you." She said cuddling up to him as he sat down next to her.
"I love you." Deacon replied kissing her.
Bridget laid her head against his chest. "Deacon I know you went to see Jason."
"You do? How?"
"Daisy told me."
"I see." frowned Deacon.
"Honey I'm not mad. Actually I have to tell you something. I..I was checking up on Jason myself."
"You were? Why? Bridget let me handle him. I don't want you doing anything other than being the most beautiful bride the world has ever seen or ever will see and being a great mother."
Bridget smiled. "You are so cute." She said as she kissed him. "I appreciate you wanting to protect me but I'm not helpless."
"I know that but let me worry about Jason okay? I'm not letting him near you."
"My knight in shining armor." Bridget said with a smile. "Protecting little ol' me."
"You need protection." said Deacon pulling her on his lap. "You don't know how beautiful you are."
"I see. But who is going to protect me from you?" She asked with her eyes sparkling.
"There is no protection from me." He said pulling her close. "You are mine."
Bridget wrapped her arms around him and kissed his lips. Jason, Diana and everything else in the world was forgotten as they made love on the sofa. Bridget smiled and sighed afterwards. "Mmmm..that was amazing."
"You are what is amazing." Deacon said stroking her hair. "I think you get sexier and hotter and more beautiful every day."
"I can't wait until our wedding night." Bridget said with a sly smile.
"And the honeymoon." Deacon said getting aroused again. "Don't forget about the honeymoon."
Bridget smiled and sat up.
"What are you doing?" asked Deacon. "Get back here."
"No." said Bridget with a grin. She got up from the sofa and walked naked to the bedroom.
Deacon followed her. "What are you doing?" He asked. "You can't turn me on and leave. That's cruel."
"We are having dinner with Brett and Daisy. I have to shower and get ready." She slipped into the bathroom and blew Deacon a kiss as she then shut the door. He opened the door and walked in as Bridget shut the shower curtain. He walked over and yanked open the curtain. "I can shower on my own." Bridget sat pulling the curtain closed again.
Deacon opened the shower curtain again and stepped inside. He took a hold of Bridget and kissed her hard on her mouth. He let go of her and gazed at her. "Call Daisy and tell her you are sorry but we can't make it. And then get your sexy ass back here because I'm going make love to you like you've never had before. You are going to come hard over and over again."
Bridget was in a trance as she stepped out of the shower and to the living room. She was still dripping wet from the shower but she didn't care. She picked up her cell phone and dialed Daisy's number. After she informed Daisy she and Deacon couldn't make it..she walked back to the shower where Deacon was waiting. She stepped in and good to his word..Bridget experienced the most passionate sex she ever had. She swore it got hotter everytime they made love. He pressed himself close to her and pumped into her hard. Bridget climaxed several times before going limp in Deacon's arms. She clung to him reeling from what he did to her body. He placed gentle kisses on her neck and then leaned over to turn the water off. As he did this...his manhood pressed into Bridget and she shuddered. He lifted her up and again he pressed into Bridget as he did so causing Bridget to shudder again. He carried her to the bed where it began again. He took her over and over again.
Bridget was exhausted by the time he finished with her and fell fast asleep.
Deacon kissed her forehead and pulled the covers over her. He dressed and left the bedroom quietly shutting the door. He went to his desk and unlocked a drawer. He pulled out a file he had his investigator put together about Jason. All the details about the incident with Ms. Fairchild was in there. He put it back in the drawer and locked it. He hoped Jason got message. He better stay away from Bridget. Or there will be hell to pay. Jason will find out just how serious he is. Deacon picked up the phone and dialed. He wanted to check in with the fill in bartender Adam to see how things were going. "Hey..Adam..it's Deacon...How's everything there? Good...Okay...yes do that...anything else?"
"Yeah..there was a woman outside the club earlier. She tried to talk Chuck into letting her in but he refused."
"Let me guess..a brunette?"
"Yeah how did you know?"
"I know who it is. I told Chuck not to let her in ever. Did she leave a message or anything?"
"She gave Chuck a piece of paper with her phone number."
"You still have it?"
"Yeah I think...hold on...here it is..."
Deacon wrote down the number. "Okay thanks." Deacon hung up. He dialed the number given and waited.
"Hello?"
"I'll make this quick." said Deacon. "Stay away from me and stay away from Bridget. You understand?""
Diana sighed. "Yeah I get it. Bye Deacon." She said hanging up. She wasn't in the mood to get into a fight with him. She said what she needed to say to Bridget. There wasn't much more she could do. She just hoped that Bridget believed her. For once in her life she wanted to do the right thing. She just hoped it turned out the right away. She didn't need to be dragged into the middle of this love triangle. She wanted no part of it. What she needed was a job. And how she was going to find that. She had no idea. Diana picked up the newspaper and looked over the ads. One caught her eye. Forrester Creations was looking for a personal assistant for one of their executives. She could do that. The ad didn't say who but she was intrigued. She picked her phone up and dialed. "Hello...My name is Diana Marshall. I was calling about your ad about a personal assistant. Yes...Yes I can get a resume together. Okay...fax number...Okay thank you."
Diana hung up the phone. There was a knock at her door.
She got up and answered it to find Gina, Deacon's mother, standing there. "Hello Diana."
"Gina."
"Stay away from my son."
"I'm not interested in trying to win your son back. And I won't bother him anymore. So you can relax."
"You better not. I won't let you hurt him again."
With that Gina turned and left. Daisy had filled her in about what had happened. She had to go pay her a visit. There was no way Gina was going to let that cheap slut near her son.
Whatever she was up to...she wasn't getting away with it. Deacon was finally happy with a very sweet young woman who Gina adored. She couldn't wait for her to be her daughter in law. And to see her sweet grandchild...No Diana wasn't going to tear it apart. No one was. Not if she could help it.